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Life had no meaning for Mamorou.

Without his Usako, there was no reason to wake up, no reason to move, no reason to eat, or breathe. In fact, he was probably only still alive because Motoki came by every few days to make sure he had eaten and taken care of necessities.

The senshi hadn't fared much better. Makoto had gone back to her fighting ways, and Ami's test scores had fallen. Minako was withdrawn, no longer the bubbly blonde they had always known. Rei was unreachable. No one at the shrine would reveal her locations, stating only that she was not well.

The fact that the Outer senshi and shittenou were not there was no help either. They believed Selene had left the, back at their homes in the US, but they had no tried to contact them in ages.

Mamorou grimaced as he rolled over in bed. The sunlight was getting in his eyes. With a groan, he went over and shut the curtains, leaving his apartment dark and black.

Like his world had become.

He hated Selene. She hadn't even given them a body to work with! And he couldn't cry over this anymore, making more frustration well up inside of him. He'd cried more than he had in his entire life.

Hands shaking, Mamorou lifted up a picture, of him and Usagi. She was holding onto an ice cream cone, clutching it away from him as he tried to steal a bite. He remembered the day well, and how they had toppled over into the fountain behind them.

His smile began to quiver. But she wasn't here anymore. No one was here. It was only he, and he was alone.

All alone in the crowd, and no one seemed to care.

She was floating…and bathed in ethereal light. Usagi felt useless, and had tired out her muscles trying desperately to swim through the nothingness.

"If this is heaven, I wanna go to hell."

She had meant it as a joke, but a form appeared next to her. She almost screamed before she realized it was Selene, grinning widely at her.

"Language, darling!" The goddess winked, signaling she was joking. "I know you hate to wait, so let me tell you; we're sending you back."

Usagi blinked.

"We?"

Selene nodded. "As in, myself and the other gods and goddesses. It's like a good deed thing. You sacrificed your life for theirs. That's not a common thing."

Usagi smiled. "Thank you!"

Selene smirked. "Don't mention it. But do let me possess you some more, darling, it was hilarious fun fighting with you."

Usagi gave her an incredulous look, which Selene caught onto rather quickly. "You won't die! This is for menial possession, something used among the smaller gods. I'll just be lending you some powers and maybe a bit of voice, no huge transformations or anything."

Usagi nodded. "Ok. Oh, and by the way, hell isn't a curse, it's biblical."

Selene threw back her head as she laughed. "My dear, you are extraordinary. I don't understand why you won't join me. Death is greatly exaggerated."

Usagi stared. "You're dead?"

Selene giggled. "Heavens no! We visit Hades a lot, and I could make you a minor goddess."

Usagi shook her head. "No thanks. I'd rather return."

Selene flicked her wrist. "Let's go back in style, then!"

There was a burst of colors, and in a moment, everything was gone.